I think Vincent van Gogh, as he belongs to genius artists in this world, was one of the rare ones who had mostly suffered in his short life.
I might have a half-dozen art in me but as I have been among to a family of artists, I know how they suffer as ingrained artists and trying all in their life to bring out all these energies to create in the form of books, paintings or music etc.
Some months ago I saw in a TV magazine an announcement over this movie; Loving Vincent, and I have recorded it. But I had got barely time to watch it and almost forgotten. two days ago in the evening, my wife asked me if I still have kept the movie and could we watch it. Of course, I have responded!
This is an amazing product because it isn’t fixed on van Gogh personally, even it shows him almost as a third person. The most weight of the movie is on his suffer and in a fascinating form by his own works.
And at the end as his death remains a mystery, his last words before he goes, remain forever: I think it’s good for all of us.
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now